Portable Prophet by Cara Neir Lyrics

3AM, tummy beckons your attention
More than a store, it's another dimension
7/11 holds the key to your hungies
Lightning fast I rummage through the chippy section
I stop and pause as I pass by their yum confections (mmmmm)
Finally, prepackaged microwaveable burritos
But when I get there
There's no more
Bean and cheese?!?! Raahh
"Fucking burn the store down then man"
I looked down and saw the convenience prophet
"Drink me and gain the strength of the slurpee gods you plebеian"
I chugged and raged and ravaged through a variеd selection of candy and nuts
I love 7/11 but hate their night-shift employees
Please restock the fucking store